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Ursula was fairly certain she'd just won. The noise he'd made was as non-committal as one could get on the spectrum of agreement but if he disagreed he was hardly the type to stifle it. Unfortunately, she may now actually have to attend with him and as much as she might want to be seen in public with him, that was usually where the enjoyment of it ended. That was future Ursula's problem though, present Ursula would allow herself to be smug about it. After all, it was rare that she got her way with him.

Then, to her surprise, he took her empty. Was the festive season going to his head? This was even more shocking than winning an argument. Oh. Her hand automatically accepted the refilled glass back without her thinking about it. Of course he hadn't been doing something nice for her, what had she been thinking?! He couldn't let her win once without being a bastard about it, could he? She wasn't even intoxicated, who did he think he was?

Ursula rose to her feet. If Ella wanted to enjoy her company she'd have to find her in another part of the house because she was done here. As she stood, she noticed her legs felt as though she'd been hit by a jelly legs jinx that had now mostly worn off. Perhaps she was a little tipsy. Well, you're certainly derelict in your duties to me. On a sudden impulse, she thrust out her arm and upended her water onto his lap.

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